The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
Do you ever recall d day we 1st met? our 1st helo? d day we bcame lovers? wel i do.i will alwys rmembr..4dat day,i knw ud b d bst gift il b keeping 4ever.
My eyes are hurting becoz I can’t see u, my arms r empty becoz I can’t hold u, my lips are cold becoz I can’t kiss u & my heart is breaking coz I’m not with u.
